No Problem...I've been drinking Barbican...
OK I know it's probably been asked before but let's have another go...
The white-faced CSD look around the cabin in terror. "It's the flight crew" he shrieks " I can't wake them up and we're an hour from London!".
Strake, mildly annoyed, puts down his can of non-alchoholic beer (well, this is a fantasy..) and says " Calm down dear, I have 500 hours on SEP's and an hour on a BA747 simulator...leave it all to me. I'll have this baby down before you know it.... then off for drinks in the bar with the CEO"
So, am I going to be there to get my George Cross from Liz or will a weeping Mrs Strake take the insurance money and retire to the Bahamas?
(Oh, by the way, just for fun let's say autoland isn't working)